Name: Baron Cormac O'Shaunessey
Age: 21
Height: 6'6" / 20hh
Weight: 210lbs / 280lbs
Taur Species: Timber Wolf
Personality: Cormac is cocky and self-assured as he learned to be being raised as a young man of his status. A truly good-hearted man, he can be fierce when angered but is difficult to set off. He's loyal to those who earn it and typically polite but sometimes speaks without thinking. Often shameless about his body. Used to getting what he wants and secretly respects anyone who turns him down as he's happy to be made to earn something.
Location: Elidir Empire City
Occupation/Position: Baron (aka Fancy Landlord)
Mate: None as of yet (Pansexual)
Class: High Class
Abilities: Enhanced Senses (Basic)
Currency: 200
History: As the only son to survive Cormac had the great weight of responsibility thrust upon him at the tender age of 17 when his father passed, presumably of grief as the elderly man had refused food or drink for many weeks since the passing of his mate. He'd be the first to tell you he wasn't ready for it even today, but he'd also be the last to concede the position to an equally young cousin whom remains as next in line unless Cormac himself bears a son. His two elder brothers met their fates far before Cormac's conception and his mother was quite old to bear a child, she always referred to her fiery-haired son as her last great blessing as she fell ill only three years after his birth and remained as such fighting the sickness for a long 14 years. Cormac sat with his mother and learned all he could of her wisdom every spare moment he had between everything his father believed a man of name and taste should learn.
In more recent days Cormac's become cocky and used to being handed everything but still he retains a hunger to learn and a drive to work for things if given the chance. He's not perfect and sometimes does bend under the great pressure on his broad shoulders. During these times he can be found in the courtyard of his home sitting beneath the sweeping willow tree his mother'd planted in her youth pleading softly with his mother for guidance. He's a fixture among high society and never misses an event, or a chance to woo the other young nobles and sometimes even those not of noble birth if he should find someone willing to give him a chase.
As a glorified landlord he fulfills his duties graciously, he is a kind man at heart, a trait his father was less proud of than his mother, and he is a forgiving landlord, but crossing him or attempting to swindle him is a poor choice. If you trip his temper he's apt to try and run you through if there's a sharp enough implement on-hand. But while swordplay is one of his best talents he does not often carry a blade in public as he understands his own temper makes that a dangerous temptation. While he understands he is expected to find a mate and bear a son he isn't ready for one more responsibility among his many and at this time unless someone particularly special comes along he's content to while away his nights in the various beds of the other young nobles or the odd person of a lower class that ignites the fire in him.
Preferred RP: Lit or Script via Skype (message for username) or dA Notes
Other:
Age: 21
Height: 6'6" / 20hh
Weight: 210lbs / 280lbs
Taur Species: Timber Wolf
Personality: Cormac is cocky and self-assured as he learned to be being raised as a young man of his status. A truly good-hearted man, he can be fierce when angered but is difficult to set off. He's loyal to those who earn it and typically polite but sometimes speaks without thinking. Often shameless about his body. Used to getting what he wants and secretly respects anyone who turns him down as he's happy to be made to earn something.
Location: Elidir Empire City
Occupation/Position: Baron (aka Fancy Landlord)
Mate: None as of yet (Pansexual)
Class: High Class
Abilities: Enhanced Senses (Basic)
Currency: 200
History: As the only son to survive Cormac had the great weight of responsibility thrust upon him at the tender age of 17 when his father passed, presumably of grief as the elderly man had refused food or drink for many weeks since the passing of his mate. He'd be the first to tell you he wasn't ready for it even today, but he'd also be the last to concede the position to an equally young cousin whom remains as next in line unless Cormac himself bears a son. His two elder brothers met their fates far before Cormac's conception and his mother was quite old to bear a child, she always referred to her fiery-haired son as her last great blessing as she fell ill only three years after his birth and remained as such fighting the sickness for a long 14 years. Cormac sat with his mother and learned all he could of her wisdom every spare moment he had between everything his father believed a man of name and taste should learn.
In more recent days Cormac's become cocky and used to being handed everything but still he retains a hunger to learn and a drive to work for things if given the chance. He's not perfect and sometimes does bend under the great pressure on his broad shoulders. During these times he can be found in the courtyard of his home sitting beneath the sweeping willow tree his mother'd planted in her youth pleading softly with his mother for guidance. He's a fixture among high society and never misses an event, or a chance to woo the other young nobles and sometimes even those not of noble birth if he should find someone willing to give him a chase.
As a glorified landlord he fulfills his duties graciously, he is a kind man at heart, a trait his father was less proud of than his mother, and he is a forgiving landlord, but crossing him or attempting to swindle him is a poor choice. If you trip his temper he's apt to try and run you through if there's a sharp enough implement on-hand. But while swordplay is one of his best talents he does not often carry a blade in public as he understands his own temper makes that a dangerous temptation. While he understands he is expected to find a mate and bear a son he isn't ready for one more responsibility among his many and at this time unless someone particularly special comes along he's content to while away his nights in the various beds of the other young nobles or the odd person of a lower class that ignites the fire in him.
Preferred RP: Lit or Script via Skype (message for username) or dA Notes
Other:
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I need to put a little brain work into getting into Cormac's headspace anyways lol
I'm supposed to man up and boop the snake man for an RP too but I am a pansy (as you might have noticed XD)
hmm I won't be on till later in the afternoon-evening
I'm not even awake until 2pm (central) every day lol and I've been sucked into yet another video game lately lol so I'll be on skype a little later.
Alright then ouo Im on skype now and the rest of the evening